Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

A flaming figure suddenly appeared behind Sisley and patted his shoulder gently.

Sisley's whole body went limp for an instant. His wand slipped to the ground but was caught by the sudden appearance of the grimoire. His body fell backwards, and was finally held in Dumbledore's arms, and disappeared in a burst of fire.

Snape walked up to the high platform and looked at Lockhart, who was beaten by Sisley into a state of disgrace. He smiled happily and asked several senior Slytherin students to drag him to the infirmary.

"I have to go to the Headmaster's office!" Hermione whispered and left the Great Hall.

"Wait! Let's go too!" Harry and Ron said quickly.

The three of them soon arrived at the principal's office on the eighth floor. They were troubled by the stone statue blocking their way, but after a while the stone statue opened by itself, revealing the stairs inside.

"It seems that Dumbledore knew we were coming." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and walked up.

When the three of them arrived at the principal's office, they saw Sisley lying on a recliner, while Dumbledore kept exploring him with his wand.

Upon seeing this, the three Hermiones quickly lowered their voices and watched Dumbledore's operations quietly.

After a long time, Dumbledore put down his wand, picked up a velvet cloth and wiped his glasses.

"Professor Dumbledore, how is Sisley?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"It's just a coma spell. You'll wake up after a while." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"That's not what I'm talking about... Sisley was very wrong at that time. His eyes looked like he wanted to kill Lockhart." Hermione said, recalling Sisley who looked like a madman at that time.

"Well... I initially thought this was a side effect of the magic that Sisley learned. I just checked and found that it's not like that. It's more like..." Dumbledore was silent for a while and stood up again, walking towards He went to the bookshelf in the corner of the office, took out an iron box, rummaged inside for a while and took out a copy of the Daily Prophet.

He handed the daily newspaper to Hermione and said: "Look, Miss Granger, he looked very much like his grandfather just now."

""Pernosthorne's bloodbath of the Daily Prophet's editorial office and the Ministry of Magic!!!"" Hermione read the title of this daily newspaper softly.

"Pernothorne is..." Hermione wondered.

"Sisley's grandfather, Ethan Thorne's father." Dumbledore replied.

"Is there any connection between this? With Sisley?" Ron asked doubtfully.

"This question is a long story. Let's discuss it together after we wake up Sisley." Dumbledore said as he waved his wand.

Hermione looked at Sisley who was still looking at Dumbledore in confusion.

"Wake him up. He fell asleep after being knocked unconscious for a long time." Dumbledore waved his hand and said.

Hermione understood and pushed Sisley gently.

"Kill him!" Sisley murmured.

"Huh?" Hermione looked at Dumbledore doubtfully.

"Thinking and dreaming, this is talking in sleep." Dumbledore said.

"Sisley, it's me, Hermione." Hermione pushed Sisley gently and whispered softly.

Sisley slowly opened his hazy eyes and saw a worried-looking Hermione and Harry and Ron who were confused about the situation.

"How do you feel?" Dumbledore also came into view at this time and asked.

Sisley said without hesitation: "I want to kill Lockhart."

"Why?" Dumbledore asked doubtfully.

Sisley struggled to sit up with his hands on the recliner. After moving his stiff body, he said matter-of-factly: "He bragged that he dared to use the name Ethan Thorne. Shouldn't he die?"

Hermione's face turned pale for a while, and she asked tremblingly: "This doesn't mean..."

Before Hermione could finish speaking, she was stopped by Dumbledore's stern look.

"Your Thorne family is really... mysterious. Most pure-blood families have such paranoid madness, such as Black and Lestrange, but I have never seen one as serious and extreme as your Thorne family. ." Dumbledore said with a sigh.

"Isn't this extreme? Isn't it natural to protect the honor of the family and eliminate enemies who dare to disrespect the family?" Sisley said without thinking.

Dumbledore was silent for a while, then asked again: "What am I to you?"

Sisley rolled his eyes and said: "You are Dumbledore, my teacher."

"Where are they?" Dumbledore pointed at the three Hermiones and asked again.

"Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley...I'm not stupid..." Sisley curled his lips and said.

"Hmm...what's going on...Phineas, the Thorne family should have been quite active in your time, did you know?" Dumbledore suddenly looked up after being silent for a long time. , looking at an old man with a goatee in the portrait and asked.

"Hehehe, I can only tell you that in my era, when the little wizard went out alone to go to school, the first lesson his family taught him was not to say the word Thorn, because you didn't know that sentence would be irritating. The Thorne family members are so sensitive, and then they burst into your house and cut your whole family into pieces! Gagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!" After saying this, Phineas smiled awkwardly.

"What I wonder is, why is this?" Dumbledore asked gloomily.

Phineas spread his hands and said, "No one knows this, but the Thorne family was still active at that time, and we also made some guesses."

"For example, the ghost in charge of the Thorne Grimoire is also said to be the magic sealed in the Thorne family's bloodline by the ancestors of the Thorne family."

"My personal guess is that the strange magic book in the Thorne family is responsible. Think about it before he got the magic book, the little wizards around him must have told a lot of gossip about his father. At that time, he didn't feel anything. Why now? Did you suddenly start going crazy?"

"And their fragile nerves are also at different levels. When the Thorne family is prosperous, it doesn't matter if you talk nonsense in front of them, but when they decline, you have to be careful. You might be in trouble if you say something wrong. It will lead to death...quack, quack..." Phineas said with a smile.

"And I guess..." Phineas paused suddenly, staring at the limp Sisley.

Sisley curled his lips and said, "What can I do to you with your portrait?"

Phineas rolled his eyes and said: "Just because I am a portrait, if I were still alive, you would be like me now... tsk tsk tsk..."

"Teacher, this old man is quite interesting." Sisley said helplessly, covering his forehead.

"Tell me Phineas, he can't afford to be angry with your portrait." Dumbledore said awkwardly.

"Then let me tell you, it's your extreme self-esteem. When you are prosperous, you should think that you are jealous of whatever they say, but after you decline, some ordinary sarcasm will hit your heart."

"In that case, you will start to go crazy, rush into other people's houses and make their whole families tidy up. That means your family's magic talent is good, otherwise it would have been extinct long ago, and there would be no need to decline." Phineas looked nervous after finishing speaking. looked at Sisley.